"Uh..." Hua Weiluo opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.
Is it her imagination??
Why did she feel that when Mr. Mu looked at her, there was deep resentment in his eyes...
Mr. Yun put down the curtain of the carriage, turned back to the driving position and sat down. He said loudly to the four Taxue horses: "Taxue, let's go to the small shop next to the inn in front."
"Hiss—" the four Taxue horses hissed, swung their tails, and walked calmly towards the roadside shop.
Xiaobai sat next to Mr. Yun and looked at his ability to drive without a riding crop. He felt very novel in his heart and thought that he would definitely ask this Mr. Master for advice sometime.
Before the flowers fell, she saw that the carriage started to move forward again, and then she turned to look at Zhishan, only to see that his expression was as usual, holding a book in his hand and looking at it carefully, as if nothing happened just now.
"That... junior brother??" Hua Weiluo hesitated for a moment and couldn't help calling softly.
"Huh??" Zhishan raised his head slightly and glanced at her with a pair of deep eyes.
"Have you... practiced face-changing in Sichuan Opera??" Hua Weiluo held it in for a long time and finally suppressed the question.
"...??" Zhishan looked at her with confusion, obviously not understanding what she meant.
"Hehe...hehe...it's nothing..." Hua Weiluo looked at his indifferent expression, thinking that the scene where the younger junior brother called her Luo'er with tender eyes and sweetness just now was probably not her illusion...
After all, my junior brother has always looked so indifferent...
After thinking about this, she felt relieved before the flowers fell, and returned to her seat to sit down and practice the exercises with her eyes closed.
"Master Zhishan, Miss Weiluo, we are here." Within a moment, the carriage had stopped at the door of the small shop on the roadside.
It was already past lunch time, the customers in the store were sparsely dispersed, and the entire store was already a little deserted. The waiter who was clearing the tables saw such a luxurious carriage parked at the door, and hurried out to greet it.
"Guest! Please come in! How many guests are there??" The waiter put the sweat towel in his hand on his shoulder, bent down and greeted them.
"Second servant, there are four of us." After Xiaobai tied up the carriage, he turned around and lifted the curtain so that Hua Weiluo and the others could come out easily.
"Okay, okay! Four of you, come this way. The best seat for us is the table by the window. Whatever guests want to eat, there are signs on the wall. Just tell me."
After Er brought them to their positions, he pointed towards the wall, and then moved quickly to bring them tea and water.
Hua Weiluo followed the waiter's gesture and looked towards the wall. She saw a row of wooden signs hanging on the wall, with words engraved on each wooden sign. Unfortunately, she frowned and read from beginning to end.
, I didn’t even notice a single dish name, but all the names on it were noodles.
From tofu noodles, to vegetable noodles, to beef noodles, to sesame oil noodles, they have everything.
"We are here...is this a noodle shop??" Hua Weiluo turned around and looked at them with confusion.
"Miss Weiluo, there are people coming and going on this post road, and the traffic is constantly flowing. Most of them stop for a quick meal and then continue on their way." Mr. Yun looked at Hua Weiluo and explained with a gentle voice.
